I've recently been noticing that people abuse their ability to update their statuses (stati?) on Facebook. Really, there are all kinds of abuses that could be reported:
- People who update their status 500 times each day.
- People who write nothing but menial things of little to no value.
- People who write nothing but inspirational quotes.
- People who write nothing but inside jokes.
Here's the one that worries me the most:
People who write only about how they are depressed. For example:
- "Tryin real hard to keep it all together.... truely hoping to come out ontop of this."
- "I cant take this.... I cant do this...."
- "I really wish you werent so selfish all the time. I came home for you. I am still home for you. This is dumb."
- "Maybe someday you'll see everything I am.... see everything I have...."
First of all, if this person was just blowing off steam, I might suggest a less public form of therapy. Like a journal or something. Second, I must ask: does this person actually require aid of some sort? Which brings into question the legitimacy of our Facebook friendship. Is it my responsibility to provide that aid? I mean, technically we are friends, but are we really friends? This snowballs into a huge paradoxical crucible - the kind that leaves you more confused than before you had started thinking about it and you have to stop thinking about it because your brain is beginning to hurt. Ok, maybe not. But it is because of this reason, or perhaps a less exaggerated form of this reason, that I leave these, my quasi friends, to the care of their other Facebook friends.
And then I write about it on my blog.
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